Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

"Damn it! These evil, barbaric, demon-defiling Cipangu Natives! I must consult with the Commanders, bring out the main force of the fleet! Then find their town, use 10-pound cannons to blow them to pieces, blast them into the sky!..."

"No way! Who knows how strong that Native Kingdom on that Cuba Island in the west actually is? If they’re like the Barbarian Pirates, able to bring out hundreds of oar-sailed longships... aren’t we just sending ourselves to death, rushing into their trap?"

"Right! We must be cautious! I heard from Captain Dracos that they also have small boats that set fires and erratic fire arrows! If they burn our sails and surround us... then we’ll be in big trouble!"

"Almighty witness! We’re running low on gunpowder! If all the cannons open fire with full force, we might not last even two sea battles, let alone shell the Native Kingdom’s town! And in this wilderness of East India, there’s absolutely nowhere to replenish gunpowder. Once it’s depleted, the ship’s cannons and matchlock guns are nothing but scrap iron!..."

"Carajo! Isn’t this supposed to be Haiti Island? How did the Native fleet from Cuba appear here? I think we should first get a clear understanding of the Native Kingdom, right? Once we know their details, then we can decide whether to fight, and how to fight!..."

"Correct! Understanding the Native Kingdom is the primary task we must undertake! Perhaps if we knew their preferences, we could send an envoy with gifts to negotiate peace! There are so many easily conquerable Native tribes in East India, there’s no need and no point in fighting these wild and fierce natives..."

After a discussion, Dracos and Bartolomeo nodded and quickly made a decision. Although the captains of the Castilian Expeditionary Army were ruthless and brutal, they were neither foolish nor impulsive. When the Native Kingdom displayed unforeseen strength, wisdom and respect returned to their minds once again.

Indeed, only equal force can make cruel colonizers show corresponding respect! To them, barbaric has never been a "bad" description. Instead, weakness and kindness are the "worst" adjectives, only encouraging them to plunder and enslave as much as possible!

"Almighty bless! I remember, there’s a Great Tribe of Natives in this fjord? I saw their village... to know more, why not ask at this village?"

"Haha! Break their village, shall we? Just bring the Clark Galleon in, and two rounds of cannon fire will shatter them! Then send two hundred soldiers ashore and plunder freely, capturing more strong men to build castles for the Queen!"

"No! Let’s first give them some gifts, initiate friendly contact! Let’s see if they’re part of that Cipangu Native Kingdom... also let’s find out how much they actually know? If it’s confirmed they’re just an ordinary Native village... it’s not too late to take action!"

"Alright! If they are just regular Taino Natives... then let off some steam! Let the soldiers and sailors have some fun! Almighty bless!"

"Hahaha! Almighty bless!"

The gathered captains of Castile finished their discussion and immediately sprang into action. First, they arranged for sailors to properly bury the heads from the altar, toppled the Hummingbird Wood Pillar, and erected the Cross of the Almighty. Then, a Caravel sailed with sailors to present "friendly" gifts to the anxious, partially migrated Sawan Tribe, now barely numbering over a thousand.

"Ah? Are these gifts for us?"

"Yes! Almighty bless! For you! For you! Glass beads, bright hats, and beautiful clothes!..."

"Chieftain, they are envoys of the Cross God... bringing you gifts. They want to ask about the situation of the Cuba Great Tribe in the west!... the Great Tribe with sharp weapons..."

The expeditionary envoy smiled, and beside him, a Puerto Rican Taino Sailor who had converted to the Almighty, stumbled nervously, translating diligently. The chieftain of the Sawan Tribe appeared baffled and thought these white-skinned "evil demons" didn’t seem as evil and terrifying as prophesized?

"You mean the Great Tribe of longships from Cuba? Yes! They have been here, fought with another large ship’s white-skinned de... ahem! Tribe! Just half a month ago... but that has nothing to do with our Sawan Tribe! We didn’t side with anyone! We are the peaceful Sawan Tribe, only wishing to farm in our village and lands!..."

"Sweet Potato God and Ancestors! Please tell these longship-sailing white-skinned... tribes that we bear them no ill will, nor do we wish for any disputes. We can offer them some food, and then please have their fleet depart!~~"

In the ancestral house, the chieftain of the Sawan Tribe offered a "peaceful" answer. But this response in the ears of the expeditionary envoy turned into an answer for "war." After confirming that this Native Tribe, like the ones on San Juan Island, was unrelated to the "barbaric Devil Tribe" and equally weak... the white-skinned envoy left with a smile.

Soon, on the morning of the second day, five large colonial ships appeared off the coast of the Sawan Tribe! And as the deafening cannon fire struck the tribe’s village, the terrified tribespeople ran around like ants in chaos. They even fearfully lay on the ground, wailing cries of apocalypse descending.